For Better or for Worse by Dee Gibbens
The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.
The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.
She’s going to heal him with her feisty sass and her even more feisty you-know-what.
It’s quick to read, and easy to forget.
Behold, the creepiest kid to ever grace a romance story!
Worthless imbecile heroines and sullen mountain men, a tale as old as time.
Oh no, a marriage may be in jeopardy so what are these people to do?
Everything dumb about the Modern line, distilled into a single story! I’d be impressed if I weren’t too busy having dry heaves.
Yes, yes, it’s January, but come on, every day is Christmas when you can write like Yolande Kleinn.
Yes, this is exactly the thing I need after my lovely brush with the flu bug.
Ah, hot guys that are so into one another, literally and figuratively. They’re so cute.